An Ge moved Uncle Benshan's face to the face of Quan Mo, who was nearly one meter and nine tall, and suddenly felt a chill.

"My driver likes to be low-key and doesn't want to enter the entertainment industry." An Ge hurriedly said, lest Producer He be pestered.

"It's really fake, I said Miss An, your family must be very rich, wearing famous brands, driving luxury cars, and even the driver is a model with a noble temperament." Producer He stared up and down at An Ge suspiciously.

“……”

An Ge was a little embarrassed, she didn't want to wear a famous brand and run around in a limited edition sports car, and Quan Mo couldn't help it if she didn't let her.

Quan Moken put on a mask and became a commoner, which is already the most low-key level she can strive for......

There is also a large bodyguard car not far away.

"Actually, I also think you are familiar, and I always feel that I can't tell where I have seen you." Producer He said.

I saw her photos two years ago......

I don't really remember it.

"Okay, okay, I'll go to record, didn't you say that you want to use a film for publicity?" Ange hurriedly shifted his gaze and walked towards the recording studio.

She stepped into the single room of the recording studio, and Quan Mo followed silently.

"Huh? Your driver is also in there? Producer He looked at Quan Mo suspiciously, unable to take his eyes off Quan Mo.

Cool and cold men, no sound.

He ...... Want to see what a recording studio is like. An Ge looked at Quan Mo on the side and replied wittily.

"Oh, it's not good to want to know what the recording studio looks like, little fresh meat, is it okay for Auntie to sign you?" Producer He stuck it on Quan Mo with a needle, and reached out to reveal Quan Mo's mask.

Through the sunglasses, no one knows the indifference behind the sunglasses.

Quan Mo stood there, directly grabbed An Ge on the side and pulled him in front of him, blocking the enthusiastic producer He, An Ge said with a smile, "He has a cold, he is afraid of infection, and he can't take off his mask." ”

Producer He is crazy.

"Alright, let's go in."

Producer He looked at Quan Mo and reluctantly released him.

An Ge walked into the recording studio, and the only recording chair was pulled by Quan Moyi, and he sat up directly, with an air of solipsism.

An Ge looked at him, and then at the chair below him.

"You can sit on my lap and record." Kwon Mo spoke, and his voice was magnetic and sexy.

"Heh, hehe, I like to record while standing."

Please, he's her driver now, and she's on his lap, and I don't know what Producer He will think......

An Ge picked up the manuscript, glanced at it, then put on the headphones, adjusted the position of the microphone, cleared his throat, gestured to Producer He outside, and began to record-

"People only know the scenery of the imperial court, but they don't know that once they enter the palace gate, it is as deep as the sea. Struggling, Shaohua is white-headed, fleeting. At the end, I remembered that under the red plum tree, the snow was falling, and you were accompanied by the flute, which was the most beautiful scene in my life. ”

This movie tells the story of the life of a generation of queen mothers, the court is overturned, intrigued, and when she is dying, all she thinks of is a red plum......

Therefore, An Ge deliberately made his voice seem to have gone through vicissitudes in order to match the meaning of sadness.

“……”

Quan Mo sat on the side, his dark eyes staring at her serious side face.

The person in front of the glass-outdoor mixing console repeatedly gestured with OK, but she still insisted on recording it several times, completely mobilizing her emotions, and making sure that this monologue was perfect.

That's what she's up for.

From the beginning, she didn't know what she could do, and now, she sees voice acting as her favorite career...... How could he not understand her liking.